I really don't want to be reborn.

"If Kirino were half as sensible as Setsuna, I'd be thankful—you're clearly worried about your daughter's safety but use the excuse of visiting an old friend to show up. Aren't you disgusting, you daughter-obsessed bastard?"

Appeared!

Just as Kyosuke Kousaka teased Kohei Akagi as a siscon, Daisuke Kousaka also jokingly referred to himself as a "daughter-con" to his friend. However, Susumu Ogiso had no idea that Mr. Daisuke was an even more serious daughter-con, so he could only smile awkwardly.

He was very strict with his daughter Setsuna and cared about everything concerning her. The reason he appeared serious was that he actually had a similar personality to Daisuke, which was tsundere.

While everyone is a doting father, a proud and serious father, and accepts their daughters working outside, there are still some differences.

Although Daisuke Kosaka is an enlightened parent, he is still a typical Japanese man at heart.

In Japan, a society with a much stronger patriarchal atmosphere than China, Susumu Ogiso is considered an outlier.

One of his most notable characteristics is that if disagreements arise within the family, he resolves them through family negotiation, persuading others with reason. In terms of values, he leans more towards the gender equality of Europe and America, rather than the traditional Japanese patriarchal system.

“My dad isn’t like that. Sometimes he’ll hit people if he’s not in a good mood, so you’re really lucky.”

"Hey, Kousaka-kun, you've been beaten up before?"

"That happened when I was a child."

He kept his dark past a secret and would never say that it was the first time he had a fierce argument with his father because of his sister.

The two were talking in the hallway. Ogiso Setsuna found him interesting and tried to get information out of him.

How could that old fox Kyosuke Kosaka be tricked into revealing anything? Instead, he managed to figure out a bit more about her.

The two men's fathers had been friends for a long time, but since the Ogiso family moved to Tokyo, their interactions had been limited to the work of the two policemen, so Kyosuke was unaware of this.

If you really think about it, his first real meeting with Setsuna wasn't actually at university in his first life, but when he was a child in his first life, when the Ogiso family came to visit.

He was busy doing his homework and taking care of his younger sister at the time. After saying "Hello, Uncle and Aunt" in the living room, he went back to his room and didn't notice the little girl with tea at all.

"How wonderful it was when we were kids! Everyone was happy and didn't have so many worries."

What are you trying to say?

"Childhood was definitely the most innocent time."

"Innocence?"

Even though he was incredibly cunning as a child, Kyosuke Kousaka couldn't help but laugh: "The innocence I see... is actually equated with 'silliness'."

Yukina's smile faltered: "I knew it... I just couldn't get along with someone like Kousaka-kun."

He was slightly taken aback; those words were too blunt.

The girl smiled again: "I was just kidding."

"No, don't joke around. Our personalities don't quite mesh, but in some ways we're similar."

These words are like folded paper boats, floating on silent water, and neither of them knows whether they are serious or not.

"I heard from your mother that you also published a novel, is that right?"

"It's written for children, it's not worth mentioning."

Setsuna stood at his door, her smile indeed resembling a crescent moon: "Being too modest is just arrogance, Kousaka-kun."

She suddenly sighed, "I'm so envious. You can do whatever you want whenever you want. I heard from those girls that you really have a very beautiful girlfriend. I'm so jealous..."

Do you think he was lying before?

"What do you envy about me? Do you envy that I have a beautiful girlfriend?"

He didn't press her about what she wanted to do, trying his best to be an oblivious and unromantic guy. But to his surprise, Setsuna smiled and waved her hand, saying, "How funny! No, no, if you keep doing this, I'll develop feelings for you, and that won't be good."

What kind of humor is this?

Kyosuke simply remained silent.

She knocked on Kirino's door, hoping her sister could distract the woman a little.

Ah, that's how my sister uses it!

He didn't speak, but Setsuna became even more curious about him: "I'm really curious about what couples are like. Are they like the ones on TV? Tell me, what do couples do together?"

"As for me, I'd say I'm a collector."

"collect?"

He tried to portray himself as dangerous: "...collect everything about her—her hair, nails, perfume, lipstick, stockings she took off, tissues she used to wipe her mouth, so I can collect her lip prints when she comes back."

Ogiso Setsuna stared at him blankly.

Kosaka struck what he thought was a wicked pose, projecting a dangerous image that drew him closer to a pervert: "I'll collect every part of her body, from top to bottom, inside and out, I—"

Before he could finish speaking, his sister opened the door.

Kirino... was looking at him timidly, babbling incoherently, "Pervert! My brother is... a pervert!"

"..."

He stared intently at the man.

You think you like playing those extreme games where your sister eats shit? What right do you have to call me a pervert?

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There are definitely more Touma fans.

Actually, I'm... a Takeya fan!

Chapter Sixteen: I Have Unique Visual Inspection Techniques

He wasn't very interested in listening to girls talk about other girls.

Summer dusks are never the same as spring dusks.

The heat, like a chariot, carried away the setting sun, scattering the starlight across the sky.

"brilliant."

He likes to describe the sea-like sunsets of spring as "beautiful," while summer is described as "splendid."

I rested in the room for about half an hour, and then I heard my mother downstairs urging me to eat.

"That perfume..."

"Yes, I think so too."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his younger sister and Komaki walking downstairs chatting and laughing. Kirino glared at him and said, "You perverted older brother is here. Let's hurry up."

"Huh? Slow down, slow down..."

He then pulled Yukina downstairs, not giving them a chance to speak.

The Kosaka family's dinner tonight was exceptionally lavish, with a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste, fully justifying Yoshino's mother's afternoon of preparation, and also showing how much her father valued this friend.

So he specially prepared a small table for them to eat meat, drink wine, and toast each other. The two old men went to a separate side to chat about topics they found interesting, and it didn't matter if they got drunk and started fighting.

"They have such a good relationship."

Ogiso Setsuna muttered to herself for a moment, then noticed that Mrs. Kousaka was looking at her with great interest.

"Is Setsuna studying in Tokyo?"

She lowered her head slightly: "Yes, I'm from the affiliated high school of Mineo City University, and I'm in the same year as Kosaka-kun."

That lowered head exuded a ladylike gentleness, a gentleness that perfectly suited the tastes of Yoshino's mother, a traditional woman. The mother joked with a hint of regret, "If Kyosuke didn't have a girlfriend, I'd really like to set you two up..."

Ogiso Setsuna lowered her head even more, and two perfectly placed blushes appeared on her cheeks, perfectly portraying her shy character.

Don't say that.

"Kyosuke, what do you think? The pickled mustard green sauce is excellent, isn't it?"

When his mother asked him this, Kousaka Kyosuke looked at Ogiso and met her timid gaze.

The girl's eyes, like those of a fawn, quickly looked away in alarm.

"..."

interesting.

If he didn't know what she looked like in college, and if he hadn't met her during the day, he would have really been fooled by this superb actress who could pretend to be a well-behaved little devil.

Honestly, just looking at the appearance...

Setsuna is a naturally beautiful girl. She doesn't present herself with the arrogance of Kirino, nor the indifference of Kasumigaoka Utaha. Her gentle smile is similar to that of Ayase Aragaki.

But in reality, compared to Aragaki, who is prone to emotional outbursts, she is better at putting on an act, better at holding back, and her smile is more natural and friendly. Of course, her twin tails are also cuter...

In reality, she is a girl who cannot be described as innocent, yet is difficult to judge.

He stared at her shy smile for three seconds, then his gaze moved down to the guy's neck, looking at him intently.

The neck is a woman's undeniable mark of age.

He was thinking, "Ogiso Setsuna is as mature as an adult. Is she really only seventeen?"

Suddenly, someone kicked my foot.

My younger sister, sitting next to me, was eating with a blank expression.

Her face was expressionless, but every part of her body was telling a story of dissatisfaction and unhappiness.

My brother is really something...

Staring at others.

Even though I know that's how high school boys are, he's the older brother, can't he just look after himself?

Could it be... that he likes someone like Ogiso?

That doesn't make sense!

Kirino, growing angrier the more she thought about it, stomped on his foot hard.

"Humph--"

He frowned, about to ask his sister what was wrong, when he heard Kogiso shyly complain to her mother, "Kousaka-kun... his gaze just now was a little scary, I don't dare to look at him anymore."

She pressed her hand lightly to her chest, her tone shy and delicate.